Sexy Mom In Bed Novels & Stories

I clenched my fists, nails digging deep into my palms. All these years, Emma refused to use protection. But she didn't want kids either, so she demanded that I get a vasectomy. "Vince, can you please get a vasectomy? I'm scared." But just one month after the surgery, Emma cheated on me with Scott. I let out a self-deprecating laugh. Then, I picked up the ring box and opened it. Inside was the pull-tab from a soda can. I held up the tab and looked at her. "This is the surprise you got for me?"

The obscene, wet squelching sounds filled the room; loud, filthy evidence of how thoroughly I’d already been fucked and filled. “Fuck, Selena… you feel incredible,” he moaned, starting to move in shallow strokes. “So hot and slippery tonight. Let me make it up to you, baby.” Every single thrust pushed more of Daddy’s thick cum deeper into me, mixing it with my own juices. My swollen clit throbbed violently. My nipples were painfully hard. My body was still so raw and sensitive from Kael’s brutal pounding that even Liam’s disappointing cock sent unwanted sparks shooting through me,not because of him, but because of the dirty secret leaking everywhere.

"Cumming mom. I'm gonna cum in your dirty incest pussy." Mom moaned and covered my cock in her juice as I rammed home and felt the sweet sensation of a hard release. My body pressed against my mom's ass as my cock jetted deep inside her. Nothing better. I pulled out and lay next to my naked, sweaty mother. We fell asleep. I woke. I was spooned behind mom. The motion of the bed was what did it. Dad was here, naked, standing next to the bed. Mom was awake and had his hard cock in her mouth. Dad smiled.

I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually. “Lisa, no one wants to see me naked. I’m sure of it.” Lisa waved her hands. “Oh, please girl! You still got hips that won’t quit, big titties, and a beautiful face. Someone is going to want you.” I raised a brow. “I see you didn’t mention my ass.” “Uhm. You aren’t working with much in that department, so... Thank God you were blessed with a pretty face.” Lisa’s phone pinged as she took it. “Holy shit! Remy just posted” she came to me, showing me.

Her hands reached out, gripping the base of my cock and stroking hard, adding to the fire building inside me. I grabbed a fistful of her hair for leverage and let go, spilling inside her mouth. Pulling back, I held onto the remaining heat tucked in my balls. Without missing a beat, I began stroking myself again, pressing my cock against her face. Then I shot thick ropes over her puffy face, coating her in my seed. “Fuck… that was amazing,” I groaned. I held her hand against mine. “Can we go for another five minutes? I can’t get enough of you,” I said, grimacing as I pulled my hands back.

I sit on the bed, my blood boiling at an unbelievable speed, my sex is very tense; I am captivated by this wonder in front of me, I'm salivating, I spread my legs to give space to my member which is taking more and more room. -Take off the rest, I say in a hoarse voice. She hesitates, looks at me with pleading eyes, hurry up, we don't have all night. She begins to lower the straps of her bra; I watch her savoring the moment. She removes the entire bra, and her breasts pop out like two hot air balloons. I ejaculate abruptly in my boxers like a virgin. What the hell is this, "I ejaculated like a virgin." She is so scared that she doesn't notice anything. She quickly removes her panty and tries

" My eyes widened. It was one I hadn't tried before. I quickly typed it in and hit 'enter.' We waited a few seconds with baited breath and then I slowly turned the screen to him, my expression completely comprised of shock. It was right. Life is love. Hundreds of files appeared. Simon sat beside me on the bed and watched me click on the first folder. On the screen, a video of a pregnant woman in the woods appeared. Her hair was a mess and she was covered in mud. It was clear she was running from something. Or someone. I clicked play and it came to life. The woman cradled her stomach and addressed the camera.

“And as a final gift, we’re sending Barbie and her best friend, Dolly, to Marvin’s Lounge!” Gasps echoed through the room. “Wait,” I said. “Marvin’s Lounge? The Marvin’s Lounge?” I've been dreaming of going there since I was a baby. But my mum kept on saying no, that I wasn't going anywhere. “The very one,” Mom grinned. “You two will have your own royal suite until Wednesday night. Just a few days of pampering, fashion, mocktails, and luxury.” “Oh my God,” Dolly said. “You are the luckiest girl alive.”